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Gregor watched the tip of Alana’s tongue move over her full lips and felt his insides clench with desire. He suspected she was too innocent to realize the invitation she had just offered him, but he intended to accept it. There was little chance he would gain all he hungered for, but need and curiosity made him eager to take whatever he could right now and hope there were no heavy consequences for doing so.

Gregor brushed his lips over Alana’s again and felt her shiver faintly. Slipping his fingers into her thick, soft hair, he began to kiss her. Very quickly he needed more than the sweet, restrained closed-mouth kiss he was giving her, and he lightly nipped at her bottom lip. Alana gasped softly and he took quick advantage of her slightly parted lips.

Alana nearly shoved Gregor away, but the urge proved a very fleeting one. The way he stroked the inside of her mouth soon had her clinging to him, silently demanding more of the same. Desire swept through her body. She was not so innocent that she did not know where such intoxicating kisses could lead her…